(oh a tip for spiting my verse when you read it: spit it slow)
Sniper:
i been wanting to kill this nigga and todays the day//
i'm with my gun waiting on the roof tops for my prey//
im sniffin the dope and got my eye on the scope//
in the past i've never missed but you can still hope//
i live my life and do shit ilegal on the roof top//
and i can kill a nigga in public cause cats just look around like who shot//
i see my target getting out his 40,000 dollar car//
but i'll have it and his life by the end of this bar//
he got 30 seconds to make it to the door alive//
but that enough time for me to put in five (bullets)//
a bullet proof vest ain't gonna help you when i'm aim for you dome//
in a litaral sence this bullet will send you home//
the nigga walking slow cause he no it time for him to die//(BOOM)
the bullet came the same time his family open the door and just started to cry//
but i felt no emontions i just pack my shit and left, off to the next roof tops//
love been a sniper cause you never seen by the cops//

(first line is spit slow the rest is fast)
chorus:
i'm waiting. i'm waiting for you. i'm waiting for you to come home//
cause that when death happens with one to the dome//
it like i was born and rasied on the roof tops//
they were a place for me to hid from the cops//
chorus

(med flow speed)
A.K.A.:
when cats run from the car and the sniper can't get em, i do//
i hide at the back door and when the cat comes though//
the atuomatic fill them with 20 with one pull of the trigga//
shot fired and body parts flyng and there goes their figua//
this gun has cause more death then it has empty shells//
in the shadows is where this dawg and his toy dwells//
the automatic makes the best sound and it awesome when cats hit the ground//
the cops might see the bullet shells and the bodys but the killah is never found//
oh no empty clip, the cops seen me, now i'm running//
going through the street and i got hit i thought i was done in//
the pain is going through my blood i feel like i'm dead//
look behide and their face down with a bullet in the head//
look up at the roof top and and see a sniper with smoke coming out of the nozzel//
so i walk out with blood streaming and let the cop become a fossil//

chorus 4x